Pretty good weekend.

Grace and I spent this weekend in Minnesota, visiting friends and attending a wedding. Her friend Melissa from Bethel was getting hitched, and I had met her once before in the receiving line at our wedding. Needless to say, I didn’t know many people there, which was alright.

We were supposed to leave Elgin at 9:30 on saturday morning. Due to me being the slow fellow that I am, we ended up leaving around ten. Good start. We now had a drive ahead of us that mapquest told us took six hours and nine minutes, with six hours until the wedding started. Grace ended up driving because I had almost one hundred pages of the oddysey to read for monday, along with history of art reading, some digital tools homework, a self-portrait to do, and hundreds of squares to cut out for three dimensional design. She hasn’t started school yet.

After some shenanigans, we ended up being around ten to fifteen minutes late for the wedding. We got in, sat down, and the hitching happened. Then I met Grace’s friend Erin, and re-met Katie. Then we headed over to the reception, and got a little lost on the way. At said reception, I finally met Matthew Tinken, Sarah’s boyfriend whom I had only talked to via facebook. He’s a really cool guy, and really tears it up on a dance floor. Actually, he tears it up so much that, on one occurrence of his dancing, people were a little unnerved, and he was the only person left on the entire dance floor.

After the reception, we went over to Sarah’s dad’s house, where we were to stay the night. Sarah gets to the door and sees that it is open, and fears a break in. So, Matt and I decide to be brave and enter the house, checking to see if anyone is inside. meanwhile, sarah calls the police to come check it out. We got inside, and we couldn’t see anyone. To be safe, I grabbed a pair of skis to defend myself, and matt suggested that I should cuss loudly to sound tough. I tried that, and failed to sound tough whatsoever, and we were urged to go wait outside with the ladies until law enforcement arrived. They arrived with back up, along with a dog unit, and went inside to check it out. No one was in the house, nothing was taken, and it was decided that Sarah must have not fully closed the door the day prior.

Then we all entered the house and hung out for a while, and then went to bed. It is now Sunday, the day after, and I am writing this while being cramped in our accord on the way home. I’m just going to save it in pages and just copy and paste it into the blog when I get home.